Hip-hop lyrics

YOU DON'T SAY!?

good thing the nu-males of Sup Forums are here to tell us what anyone with half a brain could figure out!

IT GOS IT GOS IT GOS IT GOS GUIIIIIIILTINE!!!!! YUH!!!

Rap is so fucking obnoxious.

This is like your 60 year old racist uncle's impression of hip hop.

[Intro]
Yea, yea
I geek on a bitch, yea, I'm for real (fuck I be geekin')
I geek on a bitch, ay (uh what)
Yea, uh what, oh yea yea!

[Hook]
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, I geek on a bitch, ay

[Verse]
I geek, I geek, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek, I geek, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek, I geek, I geek on a bitch, ay
Uh yea, uh what, I geek on a bitch, ay
I buss up right up on her face, a 30 all up on my waist
Uh yea, ay, I geek on a bitch, ay
I'm bustin' up mollies, ay, I'm bustin' up percs, ay
A geek, a geek, uh yea, I swear
I'm geeked, I'm geeked, I swear, I swear (for real!)
I geek on a bitch, ay (what else?)
I geek on a bitch, ay (uh yea!)
I geek on a bitch, ay (what else?)
I geek on a bitch, ay
Uh me and A-Town we in a porsche, uh yea we looking for some birds
All we do is smokin' herbs, taking xans from em' then we swerve
Uh yea, uh what, I geek on a bitch, ay
Uh yea, A-Town, we geek on a bitch, ay
Yea, yea, I geek on a bitch, ay
So yea, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
Uh wait, uh yea, I geek, I geek, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek, I geek, I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
I geek on a bitch, ay
Uh yea, I geek (Oh man god damn!)

this. it's embarrassing how Sup Forumsfags think they're funny when they're just completely out of touch. you can tell this person probably squirms and looks at his phone when a black guy is near him

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Trips to where, few have been
Out of thin air, upon high winds
Rites begin when the sun descends
Have felt what few will ever know
Have seen the truth beneath the glow,
Of the ebb and flow, where roots of all mysteries grow
I am below, so far below
The bottom line
Transmitting live, transmissions rise
From the depths out of controlled by
Suspended glance of an unblinking eyes
Imminent gaze cast 'pon the path that winds
'Pon the path I find, and claim as mine
To ride the waves, of unrest
Made to make me shine as a testament
To why the ways of the blind will never get
Shit but shanked by my disrespect
Dismiss this life, worship death
Cold blood night of serpent's breath
Exhaled like spells from the endlessness
In the bottomless wells of emptiness
Channeled to invoke what we represent

Monkey see (bitches)
Monkey do (bitches)

SEND MY BITCH TO THE STORE CUZ I RAN OUTTA SODA
BITCH I'M TRYNA COOK THIS YOLA AYY
HUNNID ROUD DRUM ON THE BOOTM OF DAT SHIT
CHOP A NIGGA DOWN LIKE A FUGGEN LAWNMOWA


HOL' UP
ROLLIE ON MY WRIST
ROLLIE ON MY BITCH
30 ON MY WAIST
30 TO YOUR FACE
60 TO YOUR FACE
90 TO YOUR FACE (YEAH)
THAT'S A CLOSED CASE